The black mountain phantom was in an extremely unstable condition. Red lines often appeared on the surface of the deeply sleeping purpleback bluewing ants, gently twitching.

The will of the Ancestral Monster could regain consciousness at any moment!

Qin Yu couldn’t care about the weariness of his soul. He suppressed his excited mood and with a thought, the tattered Soul Summoning Bell appeared in front of him.

In the next moment, without need for any command at all, the slumbering golden soul of nothingness started to fly towards the Soul Summoning Bell on its own initiative.

As it approached, the soul of nothingness constantly shrank. It turned into a mote of light the size of a grain of rice and fused into the Soul Summoning Bell.

Everything proceeded unexpectedly smoothly. It occurred so rapidly that Qin Yu wasn’t even able to react. The master recognition process…seemed to have been completed!

The golden soul of nothingness...